Every Halloween I would meet up with a girl that was my best friend at the time, we would play all day long, but the weird thing is that I would only see her at Halloween. When I asked her where she lived she would cut me off, she would not tell me her name or anything, and my parents didn’t see her. They said she was an imaginary friend but I knew she was real, or so I thought. . .
One day I was playing with her. She went into the woods, so I followed her to a tree. And there she was. . .siting there. . .DEAD. I cried that day, and for the rest of the week I felt lonely.
A year later when I was in grade 4, I realised that when I saw her body it was rotten. Not like dead for a minute, dead for days. . . I went to that tree again the body was just dust. . .I was sad. Being older, I told the police. They showed me a poster of a girl that went mising a year ago, 3 days before Halloween. I was stunned it was. . . My friend. I waited until next Halloween but she didn’t come. However, she left a note. All it said was, "I'm sorry."
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